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July 12 - July 14, 2025
“Well then, Heiress.” Jameson stepped forward. Standing directly to my side, he brought his lips down to my ear and whispered, “Game on.”
I snorted. “Wouldn’t you like to know?”
wouldnt u like to know weatherboy
“Pay no attention to this sledgehammer!”
HELP HES ALWAYS SO CHEERFUL IM LAUGHING
he was holding a small plastic bag full of pills—and another one full of powder.
OOH was he a druggie pls say hes an addict
The groundskeeper didn’t let him finish. He stepped through the opening in the brick wall and pointed his finger at us. “Out.”
mr. laughlin ur SUSPICIOUS.
“Take what you like.” Mrs. Laughlin briskly nodded to a fruit bowl. “Your type always does.”
shes such a bitch
That Toby had been seething with anger. But Young Toby? He sounded more like Xander.
“Toby Hawthorne signed my birth certificate.”
huh.
Because his son is my father.
gang have we lost the plot
If we want the rundown on the charities on this list, there’s an efficient way of getting it. Prepare yourself for a lecture, Heiress.”
GRAYSONNNN
Est unus ex nobis. Nos defendat eius. As I’d suspected, it was Latin. An online translator told me that it meant It is one of us. We protect it. Jameson’s response, Scio, meant I know.
this is rlly sweet
I didn’t leave that window open.
guys dont panic...
Blood. The muscles in my throat tightened like a vise. There’s blood. Panic flooded my body like a shot of adrenaline straight to the heart. Get out. Get out get out get—
OK IM PANICKING
Talk first, I thought. Have security remove her from the premises later.
ate
“Your father is such a lovely man, Avery.”
sigh shes SUCH an insecure asshole
That they’d landed in Phoenix.
AYY
“Jameson dared me to call.”
BYEE I LOVE THIS
“Maxine.” Xander offered my best friend his most charming Xander Hawthorne smile. “There’s nothing I admire more than a woman who makes liberal use of air quotes. May I ask: What are your feelings on robots that sometimes explode?”
OH??
“Yes.” He said the word like a vow. It hung in the air between us, and then he swallowed. “As your friend.”
I WANT TO BE AVERY W EVERY FIBER OF MY BEING RN.
I found Max on Xander’s shoulders, inspecting the blades of a fan. “He’s very tall,” Max told me approvingly. “And he’s only dropped me once!”
AHH SHIP I CANT TELL?
“But…,” Max prompted, “would you like to be used by him?”
max ur questions r delicious
“What am I thinking now?” I moved forward. Just like that, our bodies were separated by inches instead of a foot. “Not about the ring,” I said. I let my hand float to the surface of the water. “No,” Jameson agreed, his voice low and inviting. “Not about the ring.” He lifted one of his hands to mine. We didn’t touch, not quite. He let his arm float, a hairbreadth away from my submerged skin. “The question is,” Jameson said, throwing down the gauntlet, “what are you thinking about?” I turned my hand over and it brushed his, electric. “Not the ring.”
STAY CALM EVERYONE (im calling it someones gonna catch them)
“I can get the money,” Xander blurted out. His brothers stared at him.
YES XANDER FLEX THOSE STOCK INVESTMENTS
“That’s my friend Max,” Xander replied.
BAHAHAH
The only words that Toby Hawthorne had for me were STOP LOOKING.
well damn
I pushed him up against the closest wall. I could see Toby’s writing all around him, but I didn’t want to think about Toby, who’d told me to stop looking. I didn’t want to think about anything, so I kissed the boy. This time it wasn’t rough or frantic. It was gentle and slow and terrifying and perfect. And for once in my life, I didn’t feel alone.
He straightened his suit jacket and smiled. “Either of you ladies up for a game?”
HELL. YES.
“Toby was a Laughlin.”
I had exactly one mod—twenty-two minutes—to make it to the refectory, buy food, eat it, and haul myself back to the physics lab, across campus.
so thats normal!
“And you can tell Monica that we’ll guarantee a sit-down Wednesday evening with Avery and… Grayson.”
YES.
A muscle in Grayson’s jaw tightened slightly. It was a good enough look for him that it took me a second to realize that he was trying very hard not to laugh. “Let’s try to avoid the word asshole, shall we?” Landon said,
HELPP
It was nearly three feet long, heavy, with a T-shaped hilt.
sounds like smth else ;)
Muscles in my shoulders and arms began to ache—but the rest of me ached more. “What are we doing?” I whispered. His eyes closed. His body shuddered. He stepped back and lowered the sword. “Nothing.”
NO. NO NO NO.
Something about the way he said that made it clear that the topic was closed. How does he do that?
bc hes the definition of utter perfection
Before I could get the word daughter out, Grayson leaned his head down and crushed his lips to mine. He kissed me to save me from what I’d been about to say. For a small eternity, nothing in the world existed outside of that kiss. His lips. Mine.
OH MY GOODNESS
“There is one more thing.” I gulped—there was no way of sugarcoating this. “Well, two more things. One: Toby was adopted, and his biological mother was the Laughlins’ then-teenage daughter.” Alisa stared at me for a good three seconds. Then she arched an eyebrow, waiting for the other thing. “And two,” I continued, thinking back to the moment when Grayson had stopped me from saying this on camera—and how. “I have reason to believe that Toby is, in all likelihood, my father.”
surprise!!
Hawaii. New Zealand. Machu Picchu. Tokyo. Bali.
GUYS HER POSTCARDS
The only other thing that was clear was that they were in love. Epic, incomplete-without-the-other, once-in-a-lifetime love.
Dear Hannah, the same backward as forward, Do you remember that time on the beach? When I didn’t know if I would ever walk again, and you cursed at me until I did? It sounded like you’d never cursed before in your life, but oh, how you meant it. And when I took that step and swore right back at you, do you remember what you said? “That’s one step,” you spat. “What now?” You were backlit, and the sun was sinking into the horizon, and for the first time in weeks, it felt like my heart had finally remembered how to beat. What now?
I know that I will never see you again, Hannah. That I don’t deserve to. I know that you will never read a word I write, and because you will never read this, I know that I can say what you forbade me to say long ago. I’m sorry. I’m sorry, Hannah, O Hannah. I’m sorry for leaving in the dead of night. I’m sorry for letting you love me even a fraction as much as I will, to the day I die, love you. I’m sorry for what I did. For the fire. And I will never stop being sorry about your sister.
“That’s the thing,” she whispered. “The house was soaked in accelerant. The gas was turned on—but no one ever lit a match. There was a lightning storm that night. Toby might well have been planning to burn down the house from a safe distance. The others might have helped him.
nononono
“You have to get out of there,” I said again, but the next thing I knew, Jameson was sticking his head over my shoulder, yelling to his brother. “You’re looking for a man named Jackson Currie. He’s a recluse, living near an abandoned lighthouse. Talk to him. See what he knows.” Grayson smiled, and that smile cut into me, every bit as much as his kiss. “Got it.”
its giving "im gonna beat him up, no ur not ur on warning probation contract, who r we fighting gussie??"
Dear Hannah, the same backward as forward, Please don’t hate me—or if you do, hate me for the right reasons. Hate me for being angry and selfish and stupid. Hate me for getting high and deciding that burning the dock wasn’t enough—we had to burn the house to really hit my father where it hurt. Hate me for letting the others play the game with me—for treating it like a game. Hate me for being the one who survived. But don’t hate me for leaving. You can tell me over and over again that I never would have struck the match. You can believe that. On good days, maybe I will, too. But three people
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As I walked toward the jet, a brutal wind picked up, then gave way to sudden and utter stillness. I heard a single, high-pitched beep, and the world exploded. Into fire. Into nothing.
are u SERIOUS.
But each time, as the darkness beckoned, I heard a voice: Jameson Winchester Hawthorne.
so youve decided
“You son of a bitch.” The words cut through the darkness in a way that nothing else had since I’d been here. The voice was Jameson’s again, but louder this time, sharper, like the edge of a knife. “She was dying, and you just stood there! And don’t tell me it was shock.” I tried to open my eyes. I tried—but I couldn’t. “You would know, Jamie, about standing there and watching someone die.” “Emily. It always comes back to Emily with you.” I wanted to tell them that I could hear them, but I couldn’t move my mouth. Everything was dark. Everything hurt. “You know what I think, Gray? I think the
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Alisa walked to stand beside my bed. “That’s the thing, Avery. He is.”
bro.
“When you’re ready, if you’re ever ready, if it’s going to be me—just flip that disk. Heads, I kiss you.” His voice broke slightly. “Tails, you kiss me. And either way, it means something.”
jameson u smartass
The smell of the cloth was sickly sweet. Everything started going dark around me, and the last thing I heard was Thea. “I had to, Avery. They have Rebecca.”
LET HER BE FOR ONE DAY. ONE DAY IS ALL I ASK.
He has Grayson’s eyes.
DO I LOOK LIKE HIMMM
